Time of the Avenger
very scratch. From exotic silk to rare pieces of antique, his business venture was synonymous with sophistication and quality. Yet beneath the surface of success lay simmering tension.
with a busine
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nate every market he entered. Richard had always viewed Ethan with a mixture of admiration and distrust. So,
he most luxurious skyscrapers in New York, sat atop a glittering cityscape. Ethan opened the meeting
n began, his tone even and assured. "You've built something rem
gs with Hayes Industries' global network, promising exponential growth, access to untapped
in merger talks had little to do with collaboration, everything to do with control. He politely declined, explaining
understand, Richard," he said, and the tone in his voice was mock-frie
Betr
an to appear in the structure of Clarke's Holdings. Loyal clients suddenly canceled contracts, claiming better deals elsewhere. Suppliers who
spicious he became that sabotage was afoot. His worst fears were confirmed after receiving an anonymous tip regardin
orporate conference in Geneva. In the privacy of
y piece," Richard accused, his voice trembl
ties, Richard. You had a chance of working with me, and yo
red back. "You're destroying
linging to sentiment, Richard. That's why you'll lose. The wor
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Richard took on high-interest loans and liquidated personal assets, but it was not enough. The final blow came when Hayes Industries
art attack that could lay him in bed for many months. Once a proud entrepreneur, he felt like a shade of himself now,
's Awa
anger: She had looked up to Richard all her life for his toughness and principles; then she saw him break. Wher
led "Hayes." Inside, she found contracts, emails, and notes detailing Ethan's systematic destruction o
he whispered to herself. "This
ly. Ethan was a man surrounded by layers of security and influence. To get close, s
e
oving in circles where Ethan would be. She studied his business dealings, his habits, his weaknesses. Every move she made was
la crème, and Ethan would be the guest of honor. Borrowed gown, forged invitation in hand, Sophie prepared to enter his w
d smiled coldly. "You took everything from my father," she said to her reflection. "Now, I'
fear and determination. This was not merely a question of revenge but one of rest